Kid Cudi

Kid Cudi - Dose Of Dopeness lyrics

rate me

Movin’ without movin’

Pure Crush Groovin’

Right on track, right on and I’m back

Rap ex-lax, yeah I be pooing on em

Damn right, Mr CuDi he be dippin’ on em

Say it loud, you all want the new new

Explorer like Dora

That’s how I got a clue too

So f-cking underground, barely on Youtube

Till Day N Nite now they all got a clue who

Took me a minute man, took me a while

Hard headed nigga, ever since I was wild a child

But my ambitions made b!tches beg for intentions

DJ’s unmixing they mixes just to toss in some cudder

And I tried to tell my mother, but she ain’t understand

Figure I’m some other

But see my mommy ain’t a fronter

So nowadays she calls me a bad motherfucker

[Hook]

And, just when it seemed that the game is hopeless

We arranged some things for a dose of dopeness

I, I do, what I do

And, I, I do, what I do

And, just when it seemed that the game is hopeless

We arranged some things for a dose of dopeness

I, I do, what I do

And, I, I do, what I do

Do my little dance

Sippin’ out of cup

All my people in the back

My people in the front

I, I do, What I do

And, I, I do, what I do, do

Do my little dance

Sippin’ outta cup

Pulling up my pants

She come walkin’ up

And I’m like..

I, I do, What I do

And, I, I do, what I do, do

Wooooooo, Nigga!

Y’all motherf-ckers need to understand the f-ckin game

Shit ain’t gon’ change unless a motherfucker come in this shit, switch it up

Niggas need to open they f-ckin minds, Nigga!

Cause this is some shit, that Ya’ll niggas ain’t ready for

[Verse 2]

Movin’ without movin’

Pure Crush Groovin’

Right on track, right on and I’m back

You make songs about some new dances

I make songs bout the black man advancements

I’m talkin’ classic homie

I’m talkin’ monumental

And I don’t need much

But Dot instrumentals

That’s how I lay the stencil

Me smiling up out the window

I’m in the leaner dome

That’s my crib on the moon

And I’m living in hotel rooms

In the mirror, laughing at my crooked tooth

How a nigga eat, is how a nigga speak

And how a nigga live, is sacrifice what’s big

And I’mma say it right before the hook

Maybe in due time, Pimpin’, I’ma write a book

But now I’ma play my Andre 3000

And dream about an island with model girls eyein’

Um, Hello…

Hey Baby…

Um…yeah

Some people call me CuDi

Some people call me Scott

It don’t matter what you want to call me, as long as you call me something

As long as you call me, Baby

But Umm

You know

You seem real pretty

And I ain’t talking bout how you look

I’m talking bout your vibe

Your vibe is pretty

I’m pretty hungry

You wanna get something to eat

Sip on something

Where we going?

The moon

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